histórias de Mywork

My poetry collection is a reflection of my thoughts, emotions, and experiences. Each poem explores different themes such as love, loneliness, healing, faith, identity, and the quiet moments that shape who we are. Some poems were written during difficult times, others during moments of hope and growth. Together, they tell pieces of my story and the way I see the world. This collection is still growing, and I continue to add new poems as inspiration comes. If even one poem helps someone feel understood or less alone, then sharing my words is worth it. All poetry is @AleighaMarieXOXO original work. No copying or plagiarism is acceptable. Each piece is written from my heart, my mind, and my experiences - a reflection of my own thoughts, emotions, and stories.

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Hey-hey-hey! Atlas here. A couple minutes ago I was wondering how I was going to be able to showcase the in progress cover for Serenity. Then I thought, why not just make a book to showcase it. And, since I don't want it to be really empty I'm gonna add in some of my other covers. Enjoy!

This story is based on ancient India and ancient England . A love story during , ruling periods of old india. And magical beauty of revenant. And dark energy. Or when someone likes the dark energy. A guy named Arthur Royalton is bad down for his girl

This is short story. if don't want to read, you can read another story. I hope you loved and enjoy. Supernatural thriller / Horror / Mystery with psychological and suspense elements. She Comes with the Rain tells the story of Mari, a young woman who becomes the guardian of memories in the town of San Isidro after encountering the mysterious ghost of Clara, a girl who died tragically years earlier. As Mari uncovers the dark secrets behind Clara's d*ath............

Some poems and quotes I wrote when I was kinda sad and some make no senses but oh well💅🏼💕 hope y'all enjoy🥰

hi I'm clover I use to have a normal life till I turned 16 I had a deal secret and iits about time u found out what it is keep reading to find out more

All my oc for every book I make also IYKYK bks

Short messages about my life They've become a bit longer and longer each time I write....

Here is some of my art! • not an actually reading book • Please don't steal my art!

Eidth is a young girl (16-17) that died but was given another chance to live to do the bedding of a sky lady Will she be set free or will she forever be a person under control of this lady (This is my idea and is my work So please don't steal this idea from me I wrote this due to my day dreaming had it for months and finally decided to write about it) Hope you like the book working very hard on this

Hello there! Basically, this isn't a true "story", this is just me jotting things down. Writing prompts, 6 word stories, rants, poetry, (very) short stories, and pretty much everything in between. Enjoy the weird, terrifying, sad, fun, kiddish, creative human brain at work.

my poetry book, all poems written by Mason White

on a soft and rainy day you meet a new extraterrestrial friend or two and maybe more, even if trials come with it you'll make it through it; after all it all happened once upon a rainy day

P O E T R Y

I'm not the best writer. But I'll do my best with what I can do. plz help me I'm still learning is my life work. plz do not steal my work I work hard to be original in my work.

Artistry of blue - collection of beauty. 20 pages of poems inspired by real events.

This is an original story, and I will be updating it whenever inspiration strikes

"what do you want" , he laughs menacingly at me, "what do you think I want,I have been patient with you, you are nothing but a slave", I feel tears threatening to pour out but I hold it in I know he doesn't mean anything he is saying right? He roughly grabs my face in he's hands and whispers into my ear," play room now,"I gulp nervously knowing what is coming next I dare not call him by he's name, "yes Master." I enter into a familiar room, with colors red and black,the room that had held so many memories here good ones to be precise lost in my thoughts I hear someone growl my name out. "Ruby strip".... "Yes Alexander,I I I mean Master", how stupid I'm I, he's already in a bad mood and really drunk how could I call him by he's name. He approaches me clearly angry for calling him by he's name in the play room he roughly grabs one of my breast in he's hands tearing off my clothes since I hadn't done it yet he's hands moves lower until he slips it under my panties my breathing getting heavier by the second he wouldn't he promised he wouldn't take my out of he's way grabbing my now torn clothes and sprinting out of the room one thing was certain Alexander Norman had just lost the respect I had for him.

04:06 - "and i thought about finally doing it but maybe i was afraid of it too maybe i wasn't understandable for you to like it too" ~~~ •i'm still thinking if i should do a story based on it or nah•